The Evil Three

When things go wrong, they come in threes. I found myself unable to believe, without hope and unable to smile, all at the same time.

They took away my god They took away my god, with their words and facts That flow endlessly across the screen of the television An omen of blood and the curse of the deadened heart How can I believe when the world is scarred and frozen With the ice of six billion whom no longer care for each other? They took away my hope They took away my hope, with a frigid winter and a bleak fall Blending seamlessly into one another, never discernible Eyes so desperate, I search for hope in skies ugly and gray How can I hope for something that never seems to come When I have not seen an open blue sky in eons? They took away my smile They took away my smile, when their cruel daggers cut me With words I could’ve live a thousand lives without hearing Now here I drift through these halls, alive yet not truly here How can I smile when there’s a void growing so deep inside When all it shall do is remind me of my loss?

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